The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1299 - 954, Strange Game

Chapter 1299: Chapter 954, Strange Game

The Religious Leader stared at him fiercely, speaking through clenched teeth, "Do you think threats will make The Holy Court bow?"

"It’s not a threat, it’s a fact!" Wu Heng continued speaking to the other two: "I know both leaders want to resolve the conflict, but things have developed to a stage where it’s virtually impossible to resolve. Releasing him will only invite another revenge."

The association arranged for both leaders to come, definitely to resolve the conflict between the two parties.

But the second Pope also died in my hands, and if Philippa’s side goes smoothly, the fleets around the Emerald Sea should have sunk as well.

Letting the Religious Leader return would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains.

Next time, he will come again.

"Saidu, can you guarantee that after you return, you won’t hold a grudge over this and think of taking revenge on Gold and Silver Island and Wu Heng?" the Elf Leader directly asked.

The chest of the Religious Leader heaved violently, demanding him to make such a guarantee.

It was like a failure pleading for the other side to spare him.

He is the leader, the Religious Leader admired by the public, and unbelievably he has to make promises to a heretic...

His heart was unwilling.

But if the two leaders don’t care about this matter, he cannot defeat Wu Heng.

Breathing heavily for several times, he said in a low voice, "I can prom—."

"I don’t believe it!" Wu Heng interrupted.

The Religious Leader’s eyes widened, his face instantly flushed red.

Beside them, the half-transparent ’host’ spoke again in a deep voice, [The despicable poisoned wine trick could not deceive the battle-hardened adventurer team, which engaged in a fierce fight with the tavern villains.]

[Strength 45, can damage immunity.]

[Ah-ha! The elf in the team was once again hindered by their slender arms, being thrown into the beer barrel by thugs.]

Bang~!

A dull sound echoed as the Elf Leader died again due to not meeting the Strength requirement.

But soon, he sat up again.

The Hero brought him back to life once more.

The Elf Leader sat in his seat, eyes full of suppressed anger.

Wu Heng’s affair was troublesome enough, yet they still had to participate in these pointless games, dying over and over again.

[After a fierce battle of blades and shadows, the scum were finally laid to rest on the ground forever.]

The narrator lowered his voice, [While looting for spoils, someone noticed an encoded letter hidden in the bartender’s wrinkled shirt, a ’Pioneer Team route’.]

[As you rest and feast, a friend with a keen interest in corpses is stuffing the still-twitching heart of the Ghost Hag into a backpack.]

The other three all looked at Wu Heng.

Even if it was just game narration, hearing someone being interested in corpses immediately reminded them of this Necromancer.

"Profession prejudice! I have no interest in corpses," Wu Heng said.

The Dwarf Leader nodded in support.

The host continued, [The Destiny Dice begins to spin... .]

The dice on the table began to spin.

At this moment, the dice showed a stop at 5.

[After feasting to their fill, the brave pushed open the creaking inn door, suddenly!]

[A voice came from the scarecrow at the village entrance.]

Mimicking the shrill voice of the Scarecrow, [Adventurers, my dear friends, come make a trade~!]

[The Scarecrow wants the Ghost Hag’s heart and is willing to exchange it for a gold ring.]

[As the heart was buried into the dry grass, the Scarecrow disappeared with a creepy laugh.]

[Gold Ring +1, Fingerprint-covered Pioneer Order +1.]

The narrator’s voice turned serious, [Now, the adventurers faced a dilemma.]

[Should they continue with their original goal or take suspicious gifts to Deer Horn City?]

[Please make a choice....]

The narrator finished, falling into silence.

Wu Heng frowned, looking at the dwarf.

The latter explained, "Sometimes there are options to make a choice, just pick any one."

Then he directly addressed the ’host’: "Stick to the original route!"

They weren’t there just to play games, too much plot would interfere with their conversation.

If Wu Heng and the Religious Leader’s issue wasn’t resolved, it would only complicate matters further.

The host spoke, [The seasoned adventurers shared a knowing smile, who would fall for the Scarecrow’s trick, choosing their original route, and continue their adventure!]

The small figures on the board moved again, advancing along the path marked by red dots.

The four of them returned to the previous topic.

The Elf Leader looked at Wu Heng, speaking in a low voice, "Wu Heng, the association has already intervened in this matter, there’s no way they will let you kill Saidu."

"First let us take him back, and we will investigate this matter thoroughly, giving you an accurate answer, just like last time when The Holy Court wrongly accused Gold and Silver Island."

The Religious Leader snorted coldly.

Wu Heng shook his head, "No way! If the association indeed had such great power, The Holy Court wouldn’t dare to send troops without authorization. Letting him return, what can the association do, I doubt it greatly."

The Elf Leader continued, "I promise to provide Gold and Silver Island with some compensation, tell me what you want."

"We are the ones who suffered the most," the Religious Leader said angrily.

The Holy Court suffered such a loss, and now compensation has to be paid.

Who would listen to reason like this?

The dwarf reminded, "Saidu, control your emotions, you’re much older, yet not as composed as Wu Heng. Let the remaining issues be discussed in the leader’s meeting when you return to the association."

The Religious Leader did not speak again, Wu Heng squinted his eyes at the people present.

He also realized something in his heart, given the current situation, it was very difficult to kill Saidu.

If too aggressive, it might push the two leaders to side with The Holy Court, and then three heroes would join forces, causing him more trouble.